I remember when you said
Astrology got it wrong
That our two signs
Are compatible after all
Where’s that philosophy now?
You’re only showing me
How we couldn’t be more different
Since you’ve turned cold
When you were hot
You were fire
I craved to be engulfed
By your flames
But the element you’re made from
Snuffed out that idea
Like the wind
You distanced yourself further from me
Now I want to
Make like the river
And move on
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That’s cold but so true